Lyrics:
How can I be thankful when they start to thank the lord
Lord!
Supper time
I should set the table
'Cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
How can I be thankful when they start to thank the lord
Lord!
Supper time
I should set the table
'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
can I be thankful
When they start to thank the Lord?
Oh, Lord!
Supper time
I should set the table
'Cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
can I be thankful
When they start to thank the lord,
Oh, lord!
Supper time,
I should set the table
'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
then we
Should move ahead with no delay
(Chorus B)
We are more than able
(Come on, you know that we) We are more than able
(You know that we) We are
Crest on the beat
Westside a nigga, pants saggin' nigga
Lookin' like a drug abuser
No one should disturb this user
I'm on my way, to get the pay
Big
fellow, Mr. Smith (Mr. Smith) to be able to live as you do,
And to have that swell Miss Liberty gal carrying the torch for you.
(You're a lucky fellow.
Is anyone sort of thinking at
This like making an album
Or more like sort of doing a lot of numbers
Then to be able to play them all one
After
And they're looking for an able bodied man
You should meet some money in the letter that I mailed two days ago
But when I wrote the letter saying you could
And they're looking for an able bodied man
Baby you should get some money in the letter that I mailed two days ago
But when I wrote the letter saying you
you'll never be able to say
That these brothers lied to you Jack
Ving ain't lie
I done came through the block in everything that's fly
I'm like Che
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get up and go has got up and went
But in spite of it all I'm able to grin
And think of the places my get
[Chorus x 3]
Don't give the ghost up
Just clench your fist
You should know by now
You were on my list
Your heart, not able
Your ways - they're not
you'll never be able to say
That these brothers lied to you Jack
Ving ain't lie
I done came through the block in everything that's fly
I'm like Che
How can I be thankful when they start to thank the lord
Lord!
Supper time
I should set the table
Cause its supper time
Somehow I'm not able
do anyway
If I didn't have you to wake up to each day
Should I be strict, should I be mean
Should I teach you discipline
The times say yes, but
Fancy cars and diamond rings
I've seen all kinds of shiny things
I should be feeling like a king
But lord I don't
Great big towns so full of users
To show affection in your direction
You know I'm fit and able
I more than merely love you sincerely
My cards are on the table
There must be lots
can I be thankful
When they start to thank the lord,
Oh, lord!
Supper time,
I should set the table
'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able
upon
As long as some men linger deep within the twilight zone
The weak will always take the road that leads to wall of stone
There should be made a stone
your lovin' on me, child
B-52 baby, way up in the sky
Drop your love on me tonight, yeah
Poor man, sad man, you should be a glad man
Stand up for
your new bitches off
'Cause girls like that, they be nothing but trouble
Girls like that, they be up to no good
Girls like that always up in
Living alone
I may be wealthy with more than my share
I may be able to go anywhere
I may own a kingdom and sit on a throne
Still I'll be lonely
Monthers should not cry
Nobody should kill anyone
Everyone should build
something
Then you can trust everybody
The youth should be able to
achieve something
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